Chapter 989: Warm Autumn (16)

Pink Rose Love: Warm Autumn (Waru Alan)

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It was scary to read this kind of book at this time, but I found many details that I had not noticed before, such as the fact that the 28-year-old painter Sieger began his murderous career as "Jack the Ripper" on the eve of his first wife, Ellen's 40th birthday (August 6, 1888). He killed five old and decrepit prostitutes in succession, and painted their deaths in the years that followed, earning him a high artistic reputation, and died in 1942 at the age of 82.

London at the end of the 19th century looked like hell on earth, a far cry from the Victorian grandeur and opulence I had previously remembered.

The handsome Sieg is an incompetent personality, and his genetic defects and treatment failures make him mentally ill, and he often rents multiple dark studios at the same time, hires a horse-drawn carriage but is in the sky, and spends the night wandering the streets. His three wives adored him and supported him, and Ellen continued to pay for his paintings after the divorce until his death at the age of 92.

In the past, when I read Dan Brown's books because of "The Da Vinci Code", I didn't even notice the year and age, but now I know that if a woman really falls in love with someone, the end will be miserable. Maybe it seems miserable to others, but she herself is obsessed with no regrets. This is something I can't understand at the moment.

I remember when Ah Jun came downstairs to my house and said, "Your husband's surname is Huang Wow?"

I quickly asked her not to talk nonsense. She said: "I know it didn't work out, but I always feel that I should still be surnamed Huang." ”

The male classmate didn't ask when he came, so he asked, "How is your first love, is there a connection now?"

I said, "I don't have my first love yet! The first love should be that I fall in love with someone, sue him and he happens to love me too, and love each other, so that's right?"

I feel that my husband is very satisfied with my answer. Originally, that boyfriend was just in fashion, and the first gift he gave was moon cakes, and I knew that my end would be miserable, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1986. On July 1, 1990, as a census instructor in my township, I was on my way home from a household survey, thinking to myself: What will happen if I go to see him during the summer vacation......

I used to feel like I was in love with someone, but they didn't pay attention to me, so I can't forget it. People say, "If you don't get what you love, love what you get." My husband and I can't be in love, and now I have deliberately pronounced the "handsome" of "handsome guy" as a soft voice, which sounds like this:

- Brother, when will you prepare my dowry?

――Where have you got? Don't bother me!

――Which is the trouble?

-- I was bullied and came running to ask me to avenge you. I don't have the strength to fight people.

――If you can't beat me, you admit it, and you say that you don't have time! I'm going to be bullied, you dare not avenge me?

- The little ones don't dare. ...... It's been a week this time, so hurry up.

-- How can you hold on? You can't even go out.

――With your mouth, didn't you open your upper body before you got married?

I looked at him suspiciously, the purpose of my love was divorce rather than marriage, did I really want him to catch him in bed before he would let me go?

Last month, a person from the Pencil Economic Research Association exposed on Weibo that it was a woman who caught her husband and a mistress in bed. I wondered, what would happen if the man was caught?